Chapter 1194: Chapter 167: At the End of Dusk, He Will Be Crowned the Eternal King of the Night_4

“No particular reason, help me straighten that target, hurry up.”

Pointing to the target in the shooting range that had just been knocked down by Chief, Gru ordered.

A retired sheriff commanding a mayor, it’s like turning the world upside down.

Gasetti wanted to refuse, but Jax gave him a shove, and Gru’s subordinates were subtly surrounding him.

Already under the eaves, Mr. Mayor had to walk into the shooting range, adjusting the target in silence and humiliation.

This grudge unavenged, I swear I am no man!

“Don’t move, stand still!”

Sheriff Gru picked up an AR15 from the table in front of him and aimed it directly at Gasetti.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Gasetti demanded, caught between shock and anger.

“Don’t move, the bullets don’t have eyes.”

Activating the laser sight on the tactical gear, the green laser dot flickered, making Gasetti instinctively close his eyes.

In a flash, bullets from the AR15 whizzed past him.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Yes, just like that, Gasetti, don’t you get it yet? Even Nanxi has acknowledged it, and you still want to fight us?”

The Black Police brother looked at the mayor’s pants and mockingly asked.

Sheriff Gru had just finished a magazine, and Mr. Mayor was already scared into wetting himself.

Chief Jax said nothing, just silently watched Gru take care of Gasetti.

Nanxi didn’t want to accept Chief’s control over her, using her reality, choosing to resist, and had clashed with Chief for quite some time.

This Democratic Party leader believed that there was no God in the sky over America.

But now, Chief was close to obtaining everything he initially wanted; evidently, he had won.

Perhaps, as the leader of the California Clique, Nanxi still had autonomy and could continue to negotiate with Chief.

But for people like Gasetti, Chief had become a presence higher than the sky and harder to handle.

“Are you all crazy? Chan, stop him!”

Gasetti tried to seek help from Chief, but his urine-soaked pants clung tightly to his thighs, itching badly; however, he was too frightened by Gru’s madness to move.

Changing to a new twenty-round magazine, Gru picked up the gun again, as if to make up for all the resentment he had suffered lately, this time aiming at Gasetti’s head.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Although the bullets weren’t flying close to Gasetti’s scalp, Mr. Mayor could still feel the heat of the bullet marks.

He’d been mixing in America for over fifty years, and it was the first time he’d encountered this kind of showdown with Gru.

“Gasetti, go, get that bastard Lake over here, let him protect you.

No, let him arrest me!

Hahaha!”

Gru threw down the gun, venting some of his emotions, then ordered.

“Drag him over here.”

The feeling of being lifted up by a few strong men was unpleasant, but with no worries of life-threatening situations, Gasetti actually felt a moment of post-crisis relief.

“Gru, you’re very rude.

How can you play this kind of dangerous game with Mr. Mayor?

It’s not appropriate!”

Looking at Gasetti lying on the ground bunched up like a pile, Chief felt a sense of disorientation.

Once, he thought his climb would be blocked by Gasetti for a long time.

In the end, the method of breaking the situation with force proved to be so effective.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous he thought he was smart, but his opponents were just pitifully incompetent!

How lamentable, how lamentable Gasetti is as a mayor, but as a politician, he doesn’t have much courage!

How pathetic, how pathetic Americans, even countless people, ruled by such incompetent individuals, simply because they started at a higher point!

To look at it, used as a target, Gasetti seemed utterly pitiful, but Gru, the beast, was nurtured by him, by the inept yet greedy and shortsighted bureaucratic system behind him.

Weak-kneed politicians sent Chief to the throne of victory, and how these timid politicians rose step by step to become so-called leaders?

Capitalists sold the noose to hang themselves, just because of profit collusion, everyone thought this game would only pass the buck to the next fool.

They didn’t believe they would become the price, but when the big picture collapses, no one can escape the impact and curse of reality.

In the scale of history, time is so great, it looks down upon everyone equally, or rather, every ant.

Even if you’re a hero for a time, Tang Song Zong, or anyone, you can’t escape the underlying tones shaped by periodic changes and the rise and fall of times.

This is the cruel destiny and timing, many heroes’ lives are spent in the path of defying the environment and the times.

Chief doesn’t care, he’s just a disruptor, he merely wants to push this twilight into the abyss of despair faster.

And then, in the darkness, await the dawn that belongs to the next era.

“Hey, get up!”

Chief played the good guy, Gru naturally had to continue playing the villain, he kicked Gasetti, frightening him to quickly get up.

“Two things, Jax as sheriff, the new National Guard sequence—a regiment will do, help me settle it, I’ll give you five million dollars!

If you have any objections, you can always discuss them, speak your mind.”

Sheriff Gru patted Gasetti’s pale face and said with a smile.

“Not to mention there’s no budget, it’s just not possible for the City Council to pass these things, Gru, I’m just the mayor, I can’t control the council.”

Gasetti looked at Chief, his eyes full of pleading, aware that these two bastards were playing him, but he had no other choice.

“Nanxi and I plan to push for the privatization of the San Rodolfo County Prison, if you want to stand in the way of this, Mr. Mayor, you might find yourself in trouble.”